I had a long, lovely chat with Taz today — she had time, I had time so we had a gab fest. She wanted to ask me questions about my upbringing — something I rarely talk about with my kids because I have little good to say about it. I will openly answer any question, but I will rarely volunteer information. During our conversation, Taz had two interesting comments:
The first is that she believes my mom was a borderline histronic personality. I just read the Wikipedia link on borderline personalities and wow, that is my mom. Geez. I never realized it. Then as I began reading about it and the effects it has on children, it dawned on me — my Ex has many of those same symptoms. Wow. I’m going to have to think about all this. I always thought my Ex was somewhat like my mom….
The other, and more cheerful, comment Taz had was that I am the most resilient person she knows. When she thinks about resiliency, my face pops up. That was sweet. She couldn’t believe I didn’t recognize that in myself. I guess I am, but I don’t think too much about it because it digs up the bad stuff that made me so damn resilient in the first place.
I was also reading back over this blog from about 2 years ago — the beginning of my relationship with the Hunter. It’s interesting stuff now in context with my current situation. I have been talking to a former colleague and remembering the dark cloud that was my work life. This colleague told me that within a week of me leaving my old firm he realized why I left. Now 6 months later, he can’t believe I stuck around as long as I did. I felt validated.
Life is such an amazing journey. The twists and turns, the beautiful sights and sounds, and the lows — it all makes for an incredible journey. Now it’s Friday and I deserve a glass of wine.
P.S. The other good news: Taz, the data-sucker, will be off my cell plan by July 1st. She laughed when I asked her today and said that her Hubby was still on his parent’s plan (he, his brother, sister-in-law — 3 adults). Taz & Hubby decided it was time to grow up. Woo hoo — in the span of three months she has saved me over $6,000/year. That’s going straight to my 401k.